Waiting for Godot was a mixed bag.
The set was underwhelming, yet functional.
The cast are a marvel to watch
Act one is such a bore I had to sleep off my boredom in interval.
Act two is alive with the slapstick Godot was made for. A thing of beauty...
Lucky's 3 page monologue had alota gumption. But the standout was of course Nathan Lane. His breakdown after hearing "we're waiting for Godot" for the 17th time was spot on Max Bialystock hissyfit gold.
So, not overly recommended (especially if you have legs, as the builders assumed no one had when they installed their seating)
Fruit of the Moment? Dried Cranberry
Sunday, June 14, 2009
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